Author's note:
So, let's find out if Michonne got on the plane or stayed. Thank you for all the previous comments on the last chapter. I'm sorry this took so long to update.
Am I Too Late?
Chapter 8
Rick and Michonne were driving down the highway heading back into Atlanta. They were both unsure of the possibilities and where they were going to go.
The only thing that they both knew, they were going to face whatever was to come together.
"I have to tell you something," Rick tapped his thumbs over the steering wheel.
Michonne turned to face Rick. She could barely make out his face as the car was in darkness.
"Jessie said she was pregnant."
Michonne's eyes widened in shock.
"She lied. Jessie was never pregnant. She said it to trap me. She was hoping that I would just stay with her because she would be having my baby...She thought it would make me stay. She thought it would make me stay with her," Rick slightly shook his head.
Michonne placed her hand onto his arm. She was shocked by Jessie's antics that she would stoop so low to make up lies in order to keep Rick by her side.
"But, when I said I could only be there for the baby and not her. That's when she confessed that she made the whole thing up...lying about being pregnant. What sort of person does that Michonne?"
Michonne squeezed his arm tighter as tears filled her warm brown eyes.
"I wanted to before...I admit that. I thought I could have a real family with Jessie. But, then I realised I didn't want that with her...because I wanted that family with you and only you. The more I thought about it. The only person I could see carrying my children was you, Michonne."
Michonne used her other hand to wipe away the tears.
"I want that too." she admitted.
Michonne wanted a family with Rick too. She moved her hands to clasp within Rick's and he brought her hand to his lips. He placed several kisses on her fingers.
There was a few minutes pause of silence between the pair.
"I don't know where we're going to go," Rick said.
It was just after 12.00 am in the morning. Rick would feel rude going to Shane and Andrea's house unannounced and Michonne felt the same about going to Maggie's with Hershel being there. Even though she was sure they all wouldn't mind.
"I do, head over to your old place," she quietly spoke.
Rick look confused. He headed in the direction to his former house.
After a thirty minute drive Rick arrived at his former 4 bed 3 bathroom home.
Rick pulled into the two car driveway. He put his car in park and took the key out of the ignition. Rick stepped out of Glenn's SUV and shut the door behind him. Michonne also stepped out walking to the front of the vehicle.
"You bought it? You bought my house." Rick placed his hands over his mouth.
"When were you going to tell me?" He asked.
"I don't know...I honestly don't know." Michonne stepped closer to Rick.
"I love this house. It has so many happy memories with us...All of our friends and family. I am sorry I couldn't let this home go to just anybody."
"You were the buyer who requested that all the furniture stay inside because you loved the decor so much." Rick removed his hands from his face. Tears now rolling down his cheeks.
Jessie was happy that Rick didn't have to take any of his furniture. When Jessie and Rick first started dating, she wanted him to spend more and more time at her house. Then Rick eventually spent less and less time at his own.
Rick moved his hands to cup her face. "Yes." She cried though her tears.
"I helped you decorate this house and maybe...maybe that's why Jessie made you sell it. I guess she was trying to get rid of every aspect of me. Of us. All our years together that we had. I would do anything for you and that's why I bought this house. I bought this house Rick…because the more time passed. The more, I thought, that I could see us living here. Me living with you. Raising our children together. It's always been you…always. I couldn't bear the thought of watching another family in this home. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner." Michonne admitted, as more tears fell.
Rick nodded his head. He pressed his lips to hers. Michonne's hands moved to his wrists as their tongues collided. Rick's cheeks hollowed as their kiss deepened.
Michonne handed Rick the key from her handbag. He took it and his fingers intertwined with hers. They walked up the stairs and Rick turned the key in the door. Rick walked inside first, Michonne followed.
They stepped inside the foyer and Michonne shut and locked the front door behind her. There was a beautiful white curved banister that led to the second floor.
The dark wood flooring was the theme throughout the ground floor of the home. They walked into the cream and blue decorated living room. The cream couches were covered in plastic sheets.
It was exactly the way he left it. Minus his personal belongings, but the furniture was all the same. The furniture that him and Michonne had picked out. The many nights they had spent putting it up together over a glass of wine and a takeaway of Michonne's choice. The times they had both fallen sleep together on this couch.
Rick felt like an idiot. He had been so stupid not to realize that Michonne was the one for him. She had always been the one for him.
Rick still couldn't believe that Michonne had bought his former home.
They descended up the stairs. Rick had his hand on her lower back. They moved towards the master bedroom. Michonne pushed open the door. Michonne walked in first then Rick.
The walls decorated with dark grey paint.
Rick walked over to the bed. He ran his hand over the wood headboard. He let out a small smile. It was made out of reclaimed pallets and the matching bed side cabinets. Michonne had suggested the idea as it fitted in with Rick's personal style.
It was now 1am in the morning. Michonne let out a small yawn. She kicked off her FENTY suede cleated creepers to the side. Rick did the same, removing his cowboy boots tucking his socks into his boots.
Michonne walked over to the linen closet. She pulled out various pieces. 4 pillows, white and grey pillowcases, a white flat sheet, a black and white striped duvet cover from the fresh packet.
Rick removed the plastic sheet off the mattress. Michonne had the old mattress replaced with a new one.
They spent the next five minutes setting up the bed together.
Rick flicked on the small bedside lamp. Michonne walked over to Rick from turning off the main light switch off.
"I am glad you're growing your beard back," she smiled, rubbing her fingers through the stubble on his face.
"It made you look too young...old man." She flirted.
"Darling, we're the same age. If I am old, you're old." Michonne laughed, as he wrapped his arms around her and tickled her waist. He knew where all her ticklish spots were.
They somehow wrestled onto the bed with a thud. Michonne ended up on her back with Rick hovering in between her legs. She automatically moved her legs wrapping them around his waist. Rick's blue eyes were now boring into her soul. She swallowed looking up at him. Rick could smell her signature scent of vanilla chai fragrance.
"Mmm, you smell so good," Rick dipped his head low in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent.
He leaned on his right elbow and ran his other hand down the side of her slender body. Michonne closed her eyes and wrapped her arms tightly around his shoulders. His beard was scratching the nape of her neck. Rick lightly nibbled on her exposed flesh.
Rick trailed the tip of his tongue over her neck. She let out the smallest of whimpers. Michonne tilted her head and gave him better access to her neck.
He ran his tongue underneath her ear lobe. Rick placed a small kiss on the side of her neck. He moved his lips to her jaw, kissing along the way. Rick pulled back and Michonne suddenly flicked her eyes open, missing his lips on her skin.
Rick cast his eyes down to her perfect plump lips. He slowly wet his own lips. He placed a lingering kiss on her soft lips. Michonne slipped her tongue out of her mouth and teased his lips with. Rick took full opportunity and deepened their kiss. He sucked her tongue into his mouth.
They passionately kissed for several minutes.
"Are we finally doing this after twelve years?" Michonne asked.
"I think we are," Rick dropped his voice to a low husky tone.
Michonne moved her hands to the end of Rick's t-shirt. She tugged it over his head. She ran her fingers over his broad chest and shoulders. She threaded her fingers through his thick dark curls, tugging on the ends. She pushed his head to re-connect back with her lips.
Michonne opened her mouth slowly and welcomed his tongue. She couldn't describe the sensation she was feeling and how he was making her body feel. The heat between her legs that was now radiating over her entire body. That only Rick would be able to satisfy.
A soft moan escaped her lips.
They quickly lost their clothes in the heat of passion. Garments were thrown everywhere on the bedroom floor, until they were only in their underwear. Michonne in her black lace bra and thong set and Rick in his blue boxer shorts.
Michonne looked down and could see Rick was already hard, aching against his tight boxers. She leaned forward and hooked her fingers into the waistband of the cotton shorts. She dragged them over his ass and down past his thighs and hips. Then his uncut member sprang free and bounced against his stomach.
Michonne's eyes widened in shock. She moved her hand to wrap around his shaft.
Rick sucked in a sharp breath of air.
"Mmmmm." Rick breathed, looking into Michonne's eyes.
Michonne began feeling him. He was a good size and girth. Rick was bigger than any of her previous boyfriends. He was bigger than Spencer. Shit Spencer. Michonne had forgotten all about her 'boyfriend' in New York City.
Rick looked at Michonne as she ran her hand up and down his length in a short fast stroke motion. A thick bead of pre cum had appeared over his tip. She swirled her thumb over his sensitive head. Rick moved his hips slowly back and forward enjoying the pleasure Michonne was giving him.
He slid his hand over her back and shoulders. He reached out an unclasped her bra. She removed her hands off his manhood, to let the lace bra fall from her body and revealing her ample breasts. Rick grasped onto her left mound, feeling the weight in his hand.
Michonne placed both of her hands back onto Rick's dick. She stared to twist both hands in the opposite direction and then up and down.
She could tell that Rick was getting into it. She increased her speed.
"Ohhh baby...shit." he breathed.
Michonne moved one of her hands to gently cup and tug at his balls.
"Chonne you will have to stop," Rick moved his hand to the back of her neck and pressed his lips to hers.
"Ok," she smiled.
Rick ran both of his hands up her smooth thighs. He removed the lace thong down her toned legs and onto the bedroom floor. Michonne spread her legs wide open. He looked down in between her legs. The small landing strip of hair that barely covered anything.
He moved his hand in between her legs rubbing on the outside of her slit. It was covered in her own juices. She was dripping wet. He slipped one finger inside and offered her the lightest of strokes.
"Is this for me?" He rasped.
"Mmmm...huh." she nodded.
Rick slowly rubbed his thumb over her clit.
"Ohhh," Michonne gasped as Rick pushed two fingers into her. He pumped his fingers in and out. She moved her hands to grip onto the bed sheets. She rocked her hips to meet every movement of his hand.
Rick continued to move his fingers in and out of Michonne with easy motions. Her excretions dripped down over her inner legs. Michonne was soaking wet and edging closer to her peak. Rick was going to make her cum with just his fingers and no other partner had ever done that before.
He gripped onto her leg. Rick could tell she was close he picked up his pace with erratic movements moving his thick digits in and out of her inner pinkness.
"Mmm...Yes, I am gonna cum."
Rick drove his fingers faster, quicker, and harder. All while massaging her clit at the same time.
Michonne arched her back and her legs tensed. She convulsed around him moaning his name as she came.
"Rick...Oh...Rick...Rick."
Both of them smiled at each other as he removed his sticky fingers, now covered in her arousal, from her walls.
Rick stood up from the bed and pushed his boxers down his lean legs. He stepped out of them, leaving them on the bedroom floor.
"I don't have any protection Michonne."
Michonne felt the bed dip as he climbed back onto the bed, kneeling in between her thighs.
She leaned over into her handbag and handed him the condom.
Rick ran his fingers over her clit a few more times making sure she was still ready for him. She was; Michonne's pussy lips were coated with specs of white cream.
Rick desperately wanted a taste to run his tongue over the outside of her folds and lick up the goodness. But, he knew they would have more time this weekend getting to explore each other's bodies.
Michonne stroked her burgundy glittery manicured finger nails over Rick's thighs. He ripped the condom from the wrapper. He rolled the latex down his length and rubbed himself a few times over the tip his manhood.
Rick took a moment to look down at the woman, lay before him. Her long sleek bob, wide set eyes, long doe full eyelashes, and full luscious lips. He cast his eyes down at her long dark nipples that were perfectly erect. Then her toned stomach that had small stretch marks on the tops of her legs and thighs.
Michonne was beautiful.
"I can't wait any longer Rick...please," Michonne begged.
"Ok, hon." Rick grinned.
Their mouths collided in a fiery kiss, lips, and tongues battled against each other. They continued to kiss each other with urgency and need.
A desperate moan escaped Michonne's lips as he removed his lips from hers.
Rick parted her legs with his thighs nudging her wider and wider. Rick moved her left leg onto his shoulder. She could feel him pressing on the tip of her opening. He slowly pushed into Michonne's walls.
Michonne's heart started to really beat fast in her chest. What they were about to do would be the point of no return. They would be crossing boundaries from best friends, to lovers, to more.
There would be no turning back now.
Michonne immediately gripped him tight.
"Damn, you feel so fucking good." Rick rasped, slipping all his inches inside of her.
Rick started to move his hips painfully slow inside of Michonne's warm pussy. She felt so tight and wet.
"Oh shit Rick!" She cried. Her legs were trembling.
Rick kissed her leg, soothing Michonne from her shudders.
She pulled his ass so he could go deeper. She wanted to feel more of him inside of her. Rick leaned forward on splayed hands either side of her head.
Rick completely filled Michonne and stretched her out like no other man had done before.
"Hmmmm." She closed her eyes moving her hands to grip onto his biceps.
He drove himself in and out of her. Michonne could feel every inch and curve of Rick's dick driving in her tight canal.
Rick sat back on his knees. Michonne moved both of her legs so her feet were flat on the bed. He gripped onto her waist and started to thrust his hips. He watched her breasts bounce with each movement. Her mouth was wide open and her eyes shut. Her stomach muscles contoured with every deep thrust.
Michonne pushed his shoulder. Rick getting the hint of what she wanted. He rolled them over and she straddled his hips. Michonne moved her hand in between them and guided Rick back inside of her. She sank down onto him until he was all the way to the hilt. She could feel his balls touching the backs of her thighs.
"Ohhhhh." They both moaned together in a deep sheer of ecstasy.
Rick looked up at Michonne. His eyes drank in every single curve of her body. He caressed his finger over her and goose bumps rippled over her flawless skin. Rick moved his fingers over her cheek then across her lips. She opened her mouth slightly and Rick's fingers slipped inside. She gently sucked on his fingers and moaned.
He removed his fingers from her succulent lips. Rick placed both of his hands on her waist coasting her to move. But, she wouldn't move...not just yet.
Michonne braced her hands on his chest. She started to roll her hips in a lazy pace.
He licked his lower lip and groaned.
Rick snaked his hands over her bouncing breasts, squeezing, massaging and tugging her brown berry nipples. Rick wanted to have a taste.
He sucked on her dark nipple then the other one causing her to let out a deep sigh. He circled his tongue over the ridges of her areola.
She twitched under his lips "That feels...your mouth it feels incredible."
Rick placed one hand on her ass, kneading her firm backside. The other continued to grasp her hips. Michonne ground her clit onto his pubic bone as she moved over him.
He removed his wet lips of her nipples.
Michonne increased her pace, her eyes rolled and her head fell back.
"Ohhhh...Rick." Michonne panted.
She continued to drive her hips up and down. Then she began to roll her hips in a figure of eight. She looked back down at the man underneath her.
Rick's electric blue eyes gazed into her almond coloured eyes.
"Say it Michonne, say the words, baby." Rick commanded, biting down on her lower lip. He leaned his back against the plush pillows, watching her.
Michonne knew what Rick wanted to hear.
"I love you...I've always loved you. I am yours and you are mine." She started to rotate her hips up and down at a now frantic pace.
Rick nodded.
"God, I love you so much. I will never stop loving you Michonne."
"Ahhh...Rick...baby!"
Her impending climax washed over her and around Rick's girth.
Michonne couldn't help the moans that fell from her mouth. They were getting louder and louder with each roll of her hips.
"OH! OOOOH! YES...OH MY GOD!"
Rick felt the pressure of his own orgasm building.
"Oh God Rickkk." Michonne shrieked cumming hard.
Her heavy breasts heaved and Rick's breathing became ragged. His cock swelled against her silky, walls.
"I am cumming Michonne." Rick let out a deep, harsh groan from his lips as he shot his seed into the condom.
They both collapsed onto the bed panting and sweating.
"Why didn't we do this years ago?" Rick simply said, placing a kiss to the side of her temple.
"We wasted enough time Rick. I don't want to waste any more time you." Michonne said, smiling wrapping her arms tighter around his chest.
The lovers stayed in a long embrace basking in their new found shared intimacy.
Michonne lay in Rick's arms. He lovingly skimmed his fingers down Michonne's, back and shoulders. She snuggled closer to his side, draping her thigh over him.
"I know everything changes now but do know I want to be with you and I love you. I will always love you. I will spend every day showing you how much I am sorry and that I made a mistake."
"I know Rick...Ssshh that doesn't matter now." she reached up to place a kiss on his lips.
"Can I ask what happened to your necklace? The one I got you." Rick asked, he saw the chain missing from her neck. He wondered what happened did she take it off.
"Jessie she...Er she snapped it. I could never take it off."
Rick leaned forward and turned to look at Michonne.
"She did what?" Rick tightened his jaw.
He knew about them speaking but not that Jessie put her hands on Michonne.
"It's ok, she was angry. I get it." Michonne gently touched his chest.
"I don't care Michonne. She isn't to place her hands on you. I will buy you another one. I am sorry for that...for everything."
"I would like that." Michonne kissed Rick's lips. She leaned across and turned the bedside lamp off.
Michonne turned on her side and pulled the duvet over them both. Rick draped his arms over her slender waist. She closed her eyes and Rick placed several small kisses over Michonne's shoulders sending her into a deep sleep first.
They spend the rest of the morning wrapped up in each other's arms.
Author's note:
I wanted Rick and Michonne to have this connection when they finally have sex and transitioned from best friends to lovers.
So, we have a few things to wrap up. Michonne needs to speak to Spencer. She still has a contract in New York City she has to up hold. And then there is Jessie and the divorce, telling all their friends about their new relationship status. Phew... and we have a time jump.
Ok, last chapter ends this couple. I am almost sad to see them go...
Thanks for taking the time out to read. What did you think of this chapter? Reviews are welcome.
